The various parts of me come together with the various parts of community, the various parts of my beliefs. The weaving of the real person and the statues of memory mixed with icons. The eyes, they watch as the coming together happens. The candles burn in honor of the coming together. They burn with a peaceful soft light in honor of this togetherness.
I am one who can come together with many types of people. I am one who will burn eternal for this coming together. I am one who see the variety of coming together and honors all without judgement. I am one who will always be woven.